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Still, I’m chuffed when it works out. Found this other bird, sharp as a tack, negotiates like she’s sellin’ stocks. “How much?” I ask. She smirks, “More than your Aston Martin, babe.” Cheeky! Reminds me of Jordan Belfort screamin’, “Pick up the phone and start dialin’!”—she’s dialin’ my number, alright. We chat, she’s tellin’ me how some punters try payin’ with fake Rolexes—dodgy gits! Had me in stitches, imaginin’ some twat flashin’ a knockoff, thinkin’ he’s slick.

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I’m standing there, looking like a lost puppy, when I spot him. He’s at that pizza joint, scarfing down a slice. I’m like, “Dude, save me a piece!” He just laughs and waves me over. We grab a table outside, and I order a margherita. Classic, right?

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